Jax pulled Tig off of Matthew and not even looking back he grabbed my arm and started dragging me towards the clubhouse.

Shit shit shit. I was not ready for this. I knew we were going to have a fight and was not ready for it. I winced at his right grip on my arm. He's never held me this tight and it was starting to hurt. I knew it was going to end up bruising.

As we entered the building I spotted Gemma at the bar. She gave me a confused look but didn't say anything as Tig pretty much threw me in his room. He slammed the door and leaned against for a moment before turning back to me.

"Tell me did you screw him?" he asked not blinking.

"No! Why the hell would you think that?" I asked completely hurt about the lack of trust.

"Well you were out with him. He seemed pretty fucking attached to you. He's rich. I mean come on babe it's only logical" he said with fake enthusiasm.

"Fuck you! He's a old friend and we were catching up!" I snapped.

"Oh yeah wearing that!?" he yelled pointing towards my outfit. "Because that looks like something you'd wear on a date!"

"You know what fuck you! I don' to explain myself to you." I yelled.

"Well you have haven't you! And sense you've been broken in I'm sure you're just excited to find something new" he said.

At that hurt sliced through me. To imply that because I wasn't a virgin anymore meant that I wanted to sleep with someone else. To think so low of me. Anger and hurt flew threw me. My purse that was in my hand flew across the room and hit Tig in the face.

"Fuck off you filthy sewer rat! I didn't screw him but right now I'm really regretting ever screwing you!" I yelled my eyes starting to fill with tears. "I trust you when you go out on runs with the club when you're around women who would happily screw you but you can't trust me enough to have drinks with a old friend"

Tig just stared at me breathing hard. I took a deep breath and felt a single tear escape. I quickly whipped at it and turned away not wanting him to see me. I heard him sigh his hands on me. I turned around and slapped him across his face making him step back and while he was distracted I pushed past him running out the door.

As I ran through the clubhouse I hear him call my name but didn't stop. I ran right out the door and down the street. When I felt I was far enough away I sat beside a dumpster and started crying. My heart hurt. But not only that I was angry.

Angry had such little trust in me angry that Matthew had come back into my life, angry at his hurtful words. All around I was just pissed.

I sat there for a few minutes before I called Mia. I was lucky I always kept my phone in my back pocket and not in my purse because that was still at the clubhouse.

It didn't take long for her to find me. I was happy she was alone. As we drove home I told her what happened with Tig and Matthew. She just stayed quiet until we got into the house.

"Wanna get high?" she asked. I smiled at her my tears now dry.

"Yes" I said.

We spent the rest of the evening in a blissful euphoric high. We ignored the door banging that came around 2am and turned our phones off at midnight. We smoked more than we ever had as teenagers. The last thing I really remember was crying some more and deciding I needed a shower.

"Fucking hell"

I felt someone's hands around my shoulders. But everything was blurry.

I looked up and saw it was Tig. Though there was two of him.

"Babe" he said turning my head.

"I'm not your fucking babe" I mumbled trying to back off but failing.

"How much did they smoke?" he asked someone behind him. I didn' the answer and started to fall back asleep.

"Shit" he mumbled. "Ezra…." he started but I didn't hear the rest as my eyes closed again and sleep overtook me.

. . .

Fuck. What the hell happened last night?

I opened my eyes and found myself in my bed. I was covered and wearing basketball shorts and one of Tig's old shirts that I stole from him. But none of that mattered because I had the worse headache and my stomach was rolling. I leaned over the side and threw up what little my stomach held.

I got up and stumbled into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and quickly regretted it. I looked like shit and the bright light was hurting my head more.

I walked out and went to Mia's room. I found the door open and her passed out on the bed wearing the same clothes as last night.

"Mia" I said hitting her with a pillow.

She jumped awake before her eyes went big and she leaned over and threw up as well.

I sighed and sat down next to her to wait. As she came back up her eyes were squinted and she looked about as good as I felt.

"What happened last night?" she asked.

"Was hoping you could tell me" I said leaning back.

"Fuck bro I don't remember" she said leaning on me.

I took a deep breath and turned towards the door.

"Is something burning?" I asked getting up. Mia followed me as we walked down the stairs. We walked into the kitchen to find Jax and Tig at the stove both talking in hushed whispers as Tig tried to flip something.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mia asked making the boy's start and turn around.

"Tig's burning the pancakes" jax said

"Fuck off this was your idea" Tig said.

I just sighed and rubbed my head. Fuck it was to early for this. Once I voiced that the guys gave us odd looks then turned to look at the clock that read two pm. Fuck I was going to have to leave in a couple hours. Though I didn't feel like doing anything today.

"Why are you here?" I asked Tig sitting down at the table. I was still pissed at him and really didn' that he was burning that pancake.

"Came over at nine to talk and found you passed out in the damn shower." he said.

Shower? I don't remember taking a shower.

"I don't wanna talk Tig. Just go" I said leaning my head on my folded arms. I looked up and saw Mia walk back upstairs Jax following.

"We need to talk" Tig said.

"Fuck just leave! If you're here to break up then fine we're over. Just go." I said getting up. I was trying to act brave about it but truthfully, my heart was tearing and worse I could feel it. I could feel it slowly breaking.

"is that what you want?" Tig called. I stopped and looked at the ground. I didn't want that. But I was hurt and mad.

"If that's what you want then fine. But I'm not here to do that." Tig said as a pair of old black boots appeared in my line of vision. I always told him to take because they normally had oil on them. Of course he wouldn't listen.

I closed my eyes and felt him put his arms around me. I took a deep breath and smelt Tig. I smelt cigarettes, oil, leather, and something that was all him. But not I smelt home. A place I always felt safe. And I knew I couldn't let this stupid man go.

"You don't trust me" I whispered into his cutt. I felt him sigh.

"Not you I don't trust babe." he said I pulled back and have him a confused look. Tig took a deep breath and looked away. "My life's been shit. My wife left with my girls. She couldn't handle me. I didn't trust you would stay. I mean how could I?" he said giving a lifeless chuckle.

"I told you I'm stronger then I look" I said.

"Yeah. That's what they all say." he mumbled looking down at his feet. "See you with richy rich… it seemed right to me. You were with someone who's life wouldn't get you shot at. Wouldn't get you kidnapped. It wouldn't surprise me if you left me for him"

I grabbed his hands and lifted his face to look at me.

" Tig being with you may cause chaos but being with you also causes amazing joy. You make me happy. You're funny. You care so much. You have no idea how much I… how much I love you" I said whispering the last part. He squeezed his eyes shut as if hearing that hurt him. I was about to say more but he grabbed me and held me against him tightly.

"I love you" he mumbled against my hair. I smiled wrapped my arms around him.

"Doesn't mean I'm not still pissed" I said stepping back. Tig just laughed and nodded.

"How about makeup sex?" he said making me scoff and smack him on his chest.

My Tiggy can never stop thinking about getting in my pants.

. . .

Earlier that day.

Tig POV

I banged on the door again frustrated that Ezra wasn't answering the door. It was nine in the morning they would be up by now and really they wouldn't have let me cause so much noise for how long I have been.

After another round of unsuccessful knocking and walked to the backyard. jax who had come with me followed me. I greeted Phantom as she ran up to us and opened the back sliding glass door.

Walking in I was surprised to see how much of a mess this place was in. Ezra and Mia were very anal about keeping the place clean because more often then not random club members would be with us when we came to visit so seeing it messy like this was the first warning flag.

Automatically my mind jumped to the possibility that they may have been taken because it looked like a fight had taken place. Clearly Jax thought the same and ran upstairs. I followed as well I heard the shower running. I saw Jax walk into Mias room and found her passed out on the floor. She was covered in black marks.

"What is that on her?" Juice asked. Jax touched it and brought it up to his nose.

"Resin" he said.

"Fuck man that's a lot." Juice said "She must have smoked some of what I gave her"

That's why Juice had come with us. A few days ago he had given Mia some weed to help her sleep because hersleeping pills weren't working anymore so he came by to see if she needed more. Apparently she did.

I walked to the bathroom but got no response.

"Babe" I called knocking again.

The hell?

I tried to open the door only to find it locked. Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me.

"Ezra!" I yelled banging this time. I heard a moan and something fall. "Fuck" I mumbled and took a step back before raising my leg. The door broke free and swung open to reveal Ezra laying inside the tub completely clothed water still on.

"Fucking hell" I said going forward and turning off the shower. I grabbed her shoulders and shook her a little but her head just rolled to the side.

I grabbed her face it looking for any wounds.

"Babe" I said making her eyes flutter open.

"I'm not your fucking babe" she said before trying to pull away. It was weak and all she managed was to move her head half an inch.

Fuck she was still it.

back to Juice who was standing at the doorway.

"How much did they smoke?" .

"I gave her a pound almost" he said looking at the empty bag in his hands. Fucking shit. They managed to smoke a pound between the two of them? Man she was going to be out the rest of the day.

"Shit." I said as Ezras eyes rolled to the back of her head. "Ezra wake up damn it" but no use she was already asleep again. I sighed and rubbed my face before getting up a towel. After wrapping her in it I picked her up and took her to her room. I undressed her and put warm clothes on her. I felt shame choke at me at the sight of the bruise on her arm that my hand fit perfectly over.

After she was dressed and warm under her blankets I walked downstairs to find Jax making a sandwich.

"How's Mia?" sitting down.

"Passed out. I just took off and put her on her bed" he said "Ezra?"

"Same." I said rubbing my face. I was exhausted. I was up most of the night nursing a bottle of Jack and then after I .I came over here to find my girl passed out in the fucking shower blown her mind.

What a great way to start the weekend.